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Schism (Queenie / Viveca)

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QUEENIE CHAUCER

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Schism (Queenie / Viveca) May 24, 2020 14:39:40 GMT -5

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Post by QUEENIE CHAUCER on May 24, 2020 14:39:40 GMT -5

i love the way you lie

i can't tell you what it really is

I CAN ONLY TELL YOU WHAT IT FEELS LIKE

WORDS: 250 || TAGS: VIVECA CHAUCER

[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]She hated the feeling that was growing in the pit of her stomach. People had always had their opinions, but Queenie had always turned a deaf ear. Controlling. Manipulative. Cruel. Conniving. And those were among the few that Queenie could bring herself to repeat. Yet, after what had happened today, Queenie was starting to believe that she had been blind to the woman's machinations her entire life.

As soon as the side along apparition was over, Queenie rushed towards the front door of her home. She opened it and slammed it promptly behind her, clearly making a statement. She stormed into the sitting room, snatching a picture of her father from the mantle. She then sat down in an arm chair staring down at his face. He stood there smiling back at her. She could see his lips move, and she had to close her eyes for a moment, imagining the sound of his voice. She missed him, and made no secret about it.

The moment of solace disappeared as she heard the door shut once more. The sound of her mother's footsteps approaching only caused the scowl on her face to harden as she looked up at her mother as the woman entered the room. "What did you just do?" Queenie asked as she sat there glaring at her mother. She slowly rose to feet and asked the question she had asked before, but this time she wasn't going to back down without an answer. "Where is my father!?"

NOTES: NO NOTES

BOBBI

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Last Edit: May 24, 2020 14:40:11 GMT -5 by QUEENIE CHAUCER

VIVECA CHAUCER

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Schism (Queenie / Viveca) May 24, 2020 18:08:41 GMT -5

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Post by VIVECA CHAUCER on May 24, 2020 18:08:41 GMT -5

from the day that i met you

i knew that i would love you til the day i die.

and i will never want much more

WORDS: 392 || TAGS: QUEENIE CHAUCER

[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]She wasn't really surprised by this little outburst of emotion. In fact, they had begun to become more and more frequent. Viveca supposed she should have been happy that Queenie had managed to keep it in check until they'd gotten home. The slamming of the front door did little to appease the growing contempt of her daughter's behavior. A long breath left her lips as she approached the door and gestured for it to open with her wand. No sooner that it opened that Cravis, her House Elf came into view. The Chaucers had always been a progressive family, and he was actually on the payroll. The House Elf glared up at her, already beginning to apologize for the door.

She knew that he wasn't responsible, but didn't disregard the apology. She reached down and gave him her hat and purse to put away. "We'll take tea in the sitting room, Cravis. You can expect compensation on Friday," she said. The House Elf's lips began to curl into a smile. He politely excused himself as he went to prepare the tea as ordered. Viveca walked into the sitting room, finding her daughter there, sitting and pining over a picture of her father. The witch rolled her eyes at the sight. She knew what it was like for a daughter to dote over her father, but Baron Chaucer hardly deserved it.

She had only taken a few steps when the first question came from Queenie's mouth. It was coated with such disgust that Viveca couldn't begin to fathom how she deserved it. "I did what was necessary," Viveca replied simply. She watched as her daughter rose to her feet, her emotions easily evident. Viveca took a deep breath, not willing to match her daughter's demeanor. At least not until she asked her where her father was.

Viveca's eyes narrowed as she looked at her daughter. She moved closer to Queenie, even as the annoyance of this interrogation began to boil within. "Your father is where he chose to be," Viveca said. "And because of that, your anger should be directed at him, not me." It seemed as plain as day to Viveca. The parent that cared for her... that loved her... that stayed with her was standing right in front of Queenie. She'd have hoped her daughter would have realized that without prompt.

NOTES: NOTES HERE

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Last Edit: May 25, 2020 13:53:29 GMT -5 by VIVECA CHAUCER

QUEENIE CHAUCER

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Schism (Queenie / Viveca) May 26, 2020 23:01:01 GMT -5

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Post by QUEENIE CHAUCER on May 26, 2020 23:01:01 GMT -5

i love the way you lie

i can't tell you what it really is

I CAN ONLY TELL YOU WHAT IT FEELS LIKE

WORDS: 212 || TAGS: VIVECA CHAUCER

[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]The answers she was getting were anything, but satisfactory. Queenie stood there listening to her mother try to rationalize this entire situation. Her mother had said that she had done what was necessary, and seemed so calm about it. It made no sense to Queenie. "That was necessary? You're trying to restrict any access he has to our money. What... what if he's trying to get home? He might need that money!" Surely, her mother could understand that. Yet, why would she go to such extremes was beyond Queenie.

Viveca then tried to tell Queenie where her anger should she be placed... what she should be feeling. Suffice it to say, this didn't sit well with Queenie at all. "Angry? You're right, I'm angry. You won't tell me what's going on! Dad left! He just up and left and you haven't told me why? If you two are fighting, tell me what happened. What did you do?"

Queenie wasn't a child anymore. She didn't need to be protected. That's what she believed, and she was more than prepared to tell her mother just that if Viveca began to hide behind those same excuses she had over the years. Back then, they may have had merit, but those days were long gone now.

NOTES: NO NOTES

BOBBI

VIVECA CHAUCER

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Schism (Queenie / Viveca) Jun 22, 2020 23:46:14 GMT -5

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Post by VIVECA CHAUCER on Jun 22, 2020 23:46:14 GMT -5

from the day that i met you

i knew that i would love you til the day i die.

and i will never want much more

WORDS: 316 || TAGS: QUEENIE CHAUCER

[attr="class","nthlftsybdytxt1"]For what he had done, Baron Chaucer could burn in hell. He had proved that she couldn't trust him. He had made a vow to stand with her, and the moment she confided in him, he left. There was no word or warning, just gone. Still, for that, Viveca could have forgiven him. It was this latest sin, his latest betrayal that she couldn't forgive. Viveca stared across at her daughter. This was it... this was what he'd done. He'd turned her daughter, Viveca's very reason for living, against her.

"You naturally assume that this is my fault?" Viveca asked her daughter. She swallowed and shook her head. "Trust me when I say, your father does not deserve your loyalty. Not when it does this to us." A long breath left her lips. She knew she had to be selective of what she said to Queenie, or else she could push her child even further away. Confessing everything had already deprived her of her husband. She wasn't about to lose her daughter in the same manner.

"What happened isn't important," Viveca said. It was a weak evasive tactic, and even she knew that. "Listen. Your father is resourceful. He has far more resources available to him than you realize. What's important is that we don't let this pull us apart. We, as we've always been, Queenie... are stronger together."

As the tea arrived, Viveca nodded to Cravis to proceed with pouring. As the House Elf did so, Viveca tried to change the subject. "Let's talk about something else. How's your friend? The uh... the frumpy little fellow that used to hang around you. The one with the badge." Viveca certainly preferred him to that miscreant that Queenie had brought home before. Either way, she hadn't seem him around for a while. Perhaps it was for the better, especially considering Baron seemed to prefer him as well.

NOTES: NOTES HERE

BOBBI

Schism (Queenie / Viveca)

Post by QUEENIE CHAUCER on May 24, 2020 14:39:40 GMT -5

Post by VIVECA CHAUCER on May 24, 2020 18:08:41 GMT -5

Post by QUEENIE CHAUCER on May 26, 2020 23:01:01 GMT -5

Post by VIVECA CHAUCER on Jun 22, 2020 23:46:14 GMT -5

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